+ zayn's pov +

"Okay, Louis bring in the roses, oh my God." I exhaled.

"Louis, come on." Liam huffed. "Carry some of the weight too!"

Liam was carrying the front half and Louis was carrying the back.

"Put the box right there, I'll go get the last one." I smiled at Louis who frowned in return.

"Okay, lads just pour them out all around the room, yeah?" I spoke after coming back into Harry's room with the last box.

One hundred roses.

"Thank you so much Mrs Styles. I'll have this all cleaned up afterwards," I said to Harry's mum who nodded.

"You two are adorable." Mrs Styles exclaimed in awe. "Good luck Zayn," Mrs Styles spoke before leaving the room.

"Liam, why didn't you do this for me?" Louis complained jokingly.

"Oi! Shut up!" Liam chuckled, pulling the smaller boy in for a hug. "I got you this lovely Adidas jumper, didn't I?"

Louis nodded, and stood on his tip toes to give Liam a kiss. "And I absolutely love it."

I pretended to gag, even though this was adorable. "You two are disgusting."

"What about you and Harry, huh?" Louis said, smirking.

I blushed. "Next topic,"

"Yeah, I thought so," Louis chuckled. "Should I get the sign? Downstairs?"

I shook my head. "Do you lads mind spreading the other box of roses around, and I'll go get the sign? And the other two dozen roses.."

Liam gasped. "There's another two dozen?!"

Louis just shook his head, and sat down on the edge of Harry's bed.

"Well, of course there is.." I smiled.

"For what?" Questioned Liam.

"The surprise. You'll see."

I ran down the stairs, to see the sign on Harry's couch and the large bouquet of two dozen roses.

The sign read:

PROM?

I had drawn it on the large bristol board, and as the question mark, it was a curved rose with a dot at the bottom.

Clever, yeah?

I picked the sign up, and the bouquet, making my way back upstairs to Harry's room.

"Goodness Zayn," Louis closed his eyes. "This is absolute goals." When he opened his eyes, he took the sign from me. "We're putting it right over his bed, correct?"

I nodded.

Liam gathered the duct tape and took the sign from Louis. "You're too short, love."

Louis pouted. "Bye Liam."

I laughed, placing the roses down across Harry's bed.

This was going to be great.

+ harry's pov +

"Do you think Zayn is okay? He cancelled on our little date today, what if he breaks up with me? El, I'm so scared." I rambled. I was.

"Harry, don't you worry your pretty little self." Dani answered for Eleanor.

"He's not going to." Eleanor smiled. "Now, come on then, let's go check out that ugly shirt store you like,"

"Hey!" I pushed Eleanor playfully. "It's not ugly!"

"Yes it is."

When we arrived, one of the workers immediately walked up to us. "Harry Styles?" He questioned.

I nodded, uneasy. "Yes, that's me..?"

"Oh, that's great. Follow me please sir," The worker smiled at me.

I turned to Dani and Eleanor who were giddy, and giggling. "What's going on?" I mouthed, as they pushed me towards the cashier where the worker was now.

"These were all specially picked for you from a boy with the name of Zayn Malik." The worker handed me a bag, with a note attached to the front.

My heart began pounding, and I began blushing. "Well then,"

"Well then?!" Eleanor clapped her hands. "Let's see the note?"

I opened the note.

i love you more than you love these ugly shirts..

now that's a lot of love isn't it?

- zayn xxxxx

I grinned, then quickly pulled out my wallet, but the worker stopped me. "It has all been paid for. Have an amazing day." He winked, before we left.

"Oh my God!!" Dani squealed. "Wasn't that the cutest thing ever?"

Eleanor nodded. "I'd love for someone to do that for me, goodness!"

I was still in absolute awe.

Zayn is the cutest.

When we went to check out the shoe store I get all my boots at, the same thing happened.

Zayn had left me a new pair of silver sparkly boots, with a note that read:

my love for you shines brighter than all of your sparkly boots combined.

- zayn xxxxx

On our way out of the mall, Dani insisted we got Starbucks.

"Harry Styles?" The barista asked me, and I nodded.

She quickly searched around for what it seemed to be a certain cup, and she whipped up an Iced Vanilla Latte.

My absolute favourite.

On the cup it read:

hopefully you don't love this drink more than me..

the answer better be no.

lots and lots of kisses, zayn. xxx

I rolled my eyes.

When we arrived at home, Dani and Eleanor followed me inside.

"What lovely shirts Harry." Mum told me, looking through my things as soon as we entered.

"From Zayn." Dani winked.

A smiled grew on Mum's face immediately.

"What is it Mum?" I asked, looking at Dani and Eleanor who were smiling as well.

I sighed. "I'm going to put these in my room, I'll be back."

Not to my surprise, they followed me up.

Candles were lit on the stair way, and roses made a path towards my room.

I was confused, looking back at Mum, Eleanor, and Dani who were just telling me to hurry up.

When we arrived in my room, Louis was standing with a camera pointing to me.

Liam was stood beside Louis.

And right in the middle of the room was Zayn.

My Zayn.

Held in his hand was an awfully large bouquet of roses, and one of his hands were behind his back.

I covered my face.

"Babe, come on." Zayn spoke, coming towards me and kissing my knuckles.

I uncovered my face to see him closer. "Hi Zayn." I spoke, overwhelmed.

"Hi Harry," Zayn laughed.

The floor was covered in roses.

"Here are two dozen roses, representing every hour I think about you." Zayn said, handing me the bouquet.

On the wall a sign read: PROM?

God Zayn.

Twenty four hours.

Tears came to my eyes.

"Babe, why are you crying?" Zayn asked, chuckling and wiping my tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I exhaled. "Okay."

"Okay." Zayn kissed my lips. "And here, we have around one hundred roses.." He spoke, motioning towards the floor.

"Zayn lied, there's way more." Louis shouted. "More like a million roses, Zayn you're such an idiot,"

I giggled.

"Anyways." Zayn glared at Louis. "I will love you until the last rose dies."

And Zayn pulled out his other hand from behind his back.

He held a fake rose in his hand.

One fake rose.

"God Zayn." I mumbled, looking down.

Zayn lifted my chin. "Will you go to prom with me, my love?"

I turned at looked at Eleanor and Dani, Eleanor crying.

Mum was standing beside them smiling so hard and nodding.

"Yes I will Zayn. Of course."

Zayn pulled me in for a long hug, then kissed me.

"God, this is like a proposal, oi! You're only taking him to prom!" Louis rolled his eyes, turning the camera off.

Zayn and I laughed in our kiss.

"Promposal," Liam corrected.